 Society is something of a catch-all phrase for organized humanity. It's just another word for people. And just as there can be evil in people, there can also be evil in society. And evil, in any of its myriad guises, can only bring us pain and sadness.
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| Sad Poems on Society continued | Author |
| Better Tomorrow | Amy M. Jones |
| There is, perhaps, no greater fear than the fear of being abused again. | |
| An Abrupt Stop | Brandy Bryant |
| Some answers are anything but answers. Instead, they leave only questions. | |
| Big Mistake | Klynn |
| The scars of psychological abuse can last a long time. But not necessarily forever. | |
| Looking For The Sun | Nikki |
| Our own troubles often seem insignificant when compared to those of others. | |
The Ambulance Down In The Valley |
Vanessa |
| In an angry world, everyone is affected. Even the children. | |
| Torment | Emilith |
| How can one describe the misery of an eating disorder? | |
| Littleton | Rosebud |
| Littleton, Colorado left a lot of questions in its wake. And very few answers. | |
| A Prayer For Littleton, Colorado | Lisa Teller |
| Events in Littleton, Colorado brought an outburst of emotion and pain to an entire nation. Including the poets. | |
| Betrayal In The Dark | Pauline Hamblin |
| This poem is dedicated to all those who are violated by the one person who should protect them. | |
| Who Would Know |
Melissa Hensle |
| It doesn't always take much to change a life. Or to abruptly end it. | |
| Little Boy Lost | Pauline Hamblin |
| It isn't men who die in war. It's really a mother's little boy… | |
| What They Can't See Kills Me | Kimberly |
| What we experience as a child, can haunt us all our lives. | |
| Little Boy Black And Blue |
Michael Anderson |
| Of all the Wrong things in this world, of all the Sad things in this world, none are more so than Child Abuse. | |
| The Fight | Kara Chernushin Riccitelli |
| This poem candidly depicts some of the undesirable aspects of today's society. We may not like it, but it has become an all too familiar reality. | |
| The Two Faces Of Love | Pauline Hamblin |
| Most of us are fortunate enough, at times, to know the one face of love. But too many are unfortunate enough to see the other face, the face we call Abuse. | |
| Voices | Wes Mitchell |
| Often, those who most need help refuse to ask. | |
| Deadly Passion | Pauline Hamblin |
| In today's society, there can be a terrible, deadly cost to pay for a few moment's of passion. | |
| Daddy's Faltering Love | Pauline Hamblin |
| Most of us see violence against a child as horrific and evil. Have you ever wondered how the child sees it? | |
| Wrongfully Convicted | Angelina Merrill |
| Life isn't always perfect, and it certainly isn't always fair. | |
| The Bad One | Kaspatch |
| Love is as much a physical expression as an emotional one - but it should never leave bruises. | |
| Fault | Lloyd Klumpp |
| This poem is about child abuse - and a wisdom gained through the perspective of maturity. | |
| Faded Dream | Dry Petals |
| This poem is beautiful. And very, very ugly. It's about the rape of a fourteen year old, and her response to a shattering experience. | |
| Hopelessness | Miradu |
| As the homeless population of the world grows larger, this stark poem explores the hopelessness of their plight. | |
| Sacrifice By Fire | William Bough |
| This poem is about the greatest injustice this world has ever known. Let its words move you, and insure it can never happen again. | |
| Never Forgotten |
Kristin Evans |
| This touching, well-crafted poem about Abuse will bring tears to your eyes. And, I suspect, rage to your heart. Read it. Understand it. Never forget. | |
| But Only Three | Boop |
| Talk to a 3-year-old, and learn the real meaning of hurt. But listen closely, for this voice will haunt your nights for a very long time. | |
| The Pain of Helplessness | Malcolm Coleman |
| Empathy is the ability to feel another's deep pain. And a feeling of deep helplessness is too often the result. | |
| Residue | Lloyd Klumpp |
| This isn't just a Sad Poem. It's a poem about pain, the kind of pain that never quite goes away. | |
| Urban Contradiction | Jennifer Johnson |
| We all know that neighborhoods change. In some neighborhoods, it happens every night. | |
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